The Norse worshipped the lifeforce of a malignant demi-god, "born of the cauldron" and bred from the darkness of Nifelheim.
"Ur Eoh", as the ancient natives of Norway called it, was a force of pure blight.
Each generation tells a tale of the beast being summoned to "cleanse" the populace at times of discord.
You can feel his breath in the bitter cold of frostbitten winds.
He is true darkness, true death.
...Lose your soul to the Power of Death...